[The evidence was there, undeniable. Oh, the students had tried to deny it. It didn't make sense. Jade hated Monobear more than any of them, so much so that she'd tried to take him down with her when she died. And she had died, they'd all seen it. But as the bear melts into shadows, the figure that floats forward is unmistakable. Bluer than the students remember, and wearing a black and white dress not entirely appropriate for her age...but it's Jade.

She claps, slowly and sarcastically, as she hovers into view, a look of sadistic enjoyment in her solid red eyes that might remind of a cat playing with its food. Her expression splits into a wide, fanged grin and she speaks in a warped, demonic sounding voice.]

Congratulations, orphans. You've made it far, to have earned an audience with your Queen. Are you proud of yourselves, having escaped Our game? Does it fill you with hope to see your enemy before you at long last? Or do you despair upon the true face of your captivity?

[Still, is this really all there is to it? There had been hints, here and there, of a voice that doesn't sound like this. Someone calmer, more calculating. Well, there's only one way to find out, orphans...]